Just another day

The Babies are going to be here this weekend and the next two weekends the other babies. Where did all these babies come from? Anyway, next week, I’m getting fixed. The woman, who calls herself Mommy or Nana, depending upon who she is talking to, says I’m getting close to heat. I don’t know, it feels mighty cool to me. I have, though, noticed my paws are a little swollen. The woman says that once I’m fixed up, then I won't be so nervous. I don’t know what she is talking about. I’m not one bit nervous. Oh, and last night, I slept for an entire hour in her lap. She is really soft and her gown is the nicest material and feels so good. Sometimes, she leaves her gown on the bed and I jump up and fluff it up and sleep there all day. I also like to sit behind her laptop and watch her type. Sometimes, I jump on the keyboard and attack her fingers. She says, no, no, Kitty. (I’m kitty when I’m bad and Gingy when she wants to love on me and Pretty Baby when I meow pitifully). I know all the tricks. Oh, and today she cooked salmon and gave me a huge piece. I ate and ate and then my belly was so full that I had to stretch out on my back. I like the salmon. She put some in the cold box for us later. What a life!

I like cat nip

My woman doesn’t like for me to try and climb up her legs or use her or the furniture for a scratching place, so she bought me this thing. It has a hole in the bottom and I can crawl in and hide. Plus, there are two other places where I can sit and look. The good news is that I can climb on it and can scratch it without hearing, no kitty. Also, she got me this stuff called cat nip. I really, really, really like it. She told the fluffy man that it must be like weed, whatever that is, or high karate. So, she put a little on the new platform and I rolled in it, ate it, smelled it, and wanted more but the woman said, Kitty, you mustn’t be a glutton. Remember what happened to Peter Rabbit? I’m thinking, who is this Peter Rabbit and would he be good in a stew?

Kitty meets the Kids

It’s usually quite around here. The woman does her talking and I blink and meow sometimes, but mostly it’s quiet. But the Baby and the Little Boy were here. Yeah and all that talk about the Baby hurting me, so didn’t happen. She isn’t that mean. Really, she is kind of slow and I could run up to her and swat at her dress and by the time she turned around, I’s gone. It was fun. Plus, she is easy to beat at hide and seek. In fact, all I had to do was go behind a chair and she couldn’t find me. My favorite game with her was climbing. I’d climb up the chair and onto the back and sit and watch her struggle to climb into the chair and then the woman would come get her down and remind her how clumsy she really is by telling her, now Baby, you cannot climb up on the chair, what if you fell? I’m just saying…I’m the bomb at climbing and the woman never has to tell me to be careful. Now the Boy, he’s different. He runs everywhere he goes. In fact, I couldn’t really hide or out climb him. But the woman told him to leave me alone and not terrorize me and it worked. Now, the fun part of him…well, he likes to curl up on the floor and play with these really tiny cars or watch tv. So, I’d wait until he got real still and I’d investigate. I sniffed his hair and while I’s tempted to, you know, wash him, I didn’t. Plus his toes are like the woman’s toes, always moving, so I did the sneak attack. After the first day, I kind of liked crawling up on him and taking a nap. He’s gentle when the woman reminds him. My favorite part is that the Baby always leaves a trail of food and the boy always shares. Yep, I’m thinking the kids are much better than I thought. Oh and Sunday they did a thing called a birthday for the Baby. She had all this great paper to play with and when her mama took her and the Boy, they left the paper and the woman let me play with it. Life is great!